I'm at work today, but the ground won't stay still. I'm still swaying with the motion of the boat. I got a good night's sleep in a bed that wasn't shaped like a V. We laughed about our feet being crammed down into the V and our butts bumping together in the night.
There isn't much room on a boat for being uncomfortable in each other's company. You're in a small space where you cook, eat, use the bathroom, sleep and read. The great thing is that in this limited area, we didn't get on each other's nerves. That's one of the first times that we've been on the boat and not had a real serenity breaker. I think that made the trip even more special for both of us.
I'm supposed to go to physical therapy for my rotator cuff injury today, but I'm not into it. I feel like going home and vegging out. I'm still in "island time" and not really in the mood for doing a bunch of shoulder exercises. Besides, I'm supposed to do these exercises twice a day and only did them once a day on the boat. So I'm feeling a little bit guilty about not following the protocol. (My sponsor says "screw guilt" so I'm all over that today).
Plus I'm supposed to ice my shoulder twice daily. Are you kidding me? We were lucky to still have cold water in the cooler after Monday. I didn't want to cuddle up with the cold orange juice bottle. So that may explain why last night my shoulder felt like it had a bad toothache.
Anyway, I'm happy and contented in a peaceful, accepting way. Not even the torture or recriminations by the PT is going to drive that away today.
Hope that your Wednesday is going well.